Hope

This morning I read this and it touches somewhere in my heart...

Psalm 31

My heart is not proud, O LORD, my eyes are not haughty; I do not concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me. But I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with its mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me. O Isreal, put your hope in the LORD both now and forevermore.

I want to never become proud, nor snooty and stuck-up. I wish my soul could always feel quieted/calm and at peace; just like my last couple days at the lake~

Trying to put my Hope in the Lord,

Me =)

I encourage ya to try and put your hope in the Lord too! Who better than the one who knows your heart?